Halt! Who Goes There? or Are You Reading Me? Over.

I realise my rantings can be madder than a hedgehog in slingbacks sometimes, but do you all still read them? Are you reading this?

Anyway, back to tonights post.

How many lives do you live?

How many worlds do you live in?

The physical world, naturally. Plus, your dream world. As Nancy Sinatra sings: "You Only Live Twice" - Not neccessarily, Nancy. There's the Blogworld. No less a world than any other. A place of connection, of knowledge, of wit, of personal insight and, of course, filth!

Then there's Your Own World. That place you go to without thinking about it. That place you can be either alone or sociable. Be far away or so close to yourself that nothing else matters. Be so distant that nothing and everything revolves around you in perfect time. That place you go to escape without realising you are. The place that accepts you for you only, doesn't question, doesn't hesitate, just takes you unconditionally.

How about the worlds of others? You might first visit with trepidation but find yourself accepted into it. Or find that you'll never belong, never be comfortable, always on edge. You either go because duty compels you, or you go because you don't know how not to.

How many worlds do you visit?